a/n: As i said i don't mind negative reviews but on the basis of practice what you preach. Also I suppose this is one of thew problems with writing it chapter by chapter but the characters are in character and you will find out how in this chapter and the next. Another thing this is my first ever fanfiction so don't be hard on me
"Sherlock. Sherlock, are you OK" I was John it had to be.
Sherlock opened his eyes to find John standing over him.
"You were crying. You cried when I left" John sounded almost pleased with himself.
"I was taking drugs John ! I don't remember most of last night. Mycroft filled me in" Sherlock shouted.
John stood dumb struck by what Sherlock had just said he knew it was bad, but this bad.
"I'm sorry, I had to leave. I had to. I watched my parents takes drugs till it killed them I couldn't watch you do the same" John started to tear up thinking about his childhood.
Sherlock hadn't thought about how this would affect John, as usual he didn't seem to care. He couldn't imagine how horrible it must have been for him and his sister. Probably partly the reason for his sisters alcoholism, why did he care ? This wasn't like Sherlock at all, he could see 50 dead bodies and not give a damn about them or their families. He cared about John, he had never felt anything towards anyone before so he didn't know what it was. Should he ask John what he was feeling. But what if it wasn't what Sherlock thought it was, that could turn out bad. He had to deduce himself, it was probably harder than it sounded.
"John, can you help me out ?" Sherlock was nervous he didn't know how John would react.
"It depends. If it's one of your crazy experiments..." Sherlock cut him off.
"I've never felt anything towards anyone before so i don't know what I'm feeling" Sherlock gulped this was a mistake.
"Sherlock are trying to tell me you like someone" john started to laugh he couldn't believe what he was hearing but he soon stopped.
"I don't know. Maybe" Sherlock's voice was small like he could barely speak, he was normally so bold but he felt so small.
John knew he was treading on eggshells. If Sherlock liked someone that was a big thing. He couldn't afford to ruin that. But he couldn't help but feel down heartened, he had grown to like Sherlock (as more than friends) and now Sherlock had to go find someone else to run after. He had to know who it was. John had to tell Sherlock.
"Sherlock I have to tell you..." John stopped he couldn't speak, he physically couldn't speak.
"John what is it ?" Sherlock was worried had he figured it out ? What would he say ?
But before Sherlock could think anymore he felt John's lips connect with his in one amazing moment. It was to soon, Sherlock pulled away, but John wasn't having it. He whispered to him to stop thinking. and with that their lips were put together again. Sherlock pushed John into his chair only letting his lips part with John's one to breath. It was passionate and hot, Sherlock had never felt anything so good in his life. Sherlock bit his neck playfully and John approved...
The door swung open and who should walk... Mycroft.
"Sherlock what on earth is going on" Mycroft was confused but only for a second
"Actually don't answer that" He was amused.
"At least we aren't as bad as you and Lestrade" Sherlock joked
"That was just so that he would bring you to Scotland yard" He disapproved of his brother for saying this
"Of course it was"
I need you and Watson here. I have an interesting case for you. -GL
Fine we will be there in 10 minutes.-SH
"We have to go. Lestrade needs us" Sherlock pulled on his coat.
When they got there Lestrade was waiting for them. He told them about the case, a man found dead in his flat it was a simple open close case. Just as they were about to leave Lestrade spoke.
"Mycroft told me. And even if he hadn't it is quite obvious" Lestrade laughed he seemed to find fun in what had happened.
"We don't care" Sherlock announced as if he was hoping everyone could hear.
He turned round grabbed John, and planted his lips on him. He shushed John when he tried to speak. then pulled his lips away and looked around at everyone's astonished faces.
"That wasn't what you had expected was it" Sherlock gigged like a little girl at what he had just done.
"You know you're telling Mrs Hudson John"
"I don't know what you have to be worried about Mrs Hudson will love it" John teased
"That's what I'm worried about. Before you know it she will be looking at wedding rings for us" Sherlock seemed more pleased than upset at this.
They went home after this. Sherlock and John snuggled up on the sofa, John did indeed tell Mrs Hudson. And as everyone thought she was delighted with the prospect of the boys together as a couple even though they hadn't decided weather they would be or not. Nothing mattered to Sherlock all he cared about was John and he had him so life was perfect. They had lots to think about, this was just the beginning.
a/n: I hope this chapter was better than the last. As it seemed to be unsatisfactory, please keep reviewing I love hearing what people think (providing it isn't hypocritical) do tell me what i need to improve and I will try and fix it but also tell me if i have fixed it or not. Hope you enjoy this chapter. That is all !